rainmaker


The man was a study in contrasts. He was tall, on the verge of gaunt yet sinewy and gave off an air of strength that was palpable. He wore a robe of some indeterminate material, animal hide belt and the locks and long hair plus beard of the Sons of the Prophets without the hungry look. At first glance one assumed he was old. However, a second look cast doubt on the previous and one was almost convinced he was a young man. It added to the mystery of the man who no one knew his genealogy. He simply showed up one day; no past, no peers and scared the misbehaviour out of people.

What was said of him was, on a good day, perplexing. Zarephath and the whole nation had gone agog with the news that he brought a widow's son back to life. Whilst economic recession and famine ravaged the land (it was whispered in some quarters that he had a hand in those) the woman made sure he food to eat.

Then today, today with a bright sun that almost dispelled the gloom over the tiny, land-locked nation, he called down fire. He literally got fire to fall from the sky in a contest for supremacy with 450 Baal prophets. That act proclaimed Yahweh the one try God. Subsequently, without blinking, he'd executed all of the men in the Kishon Valley. Nobody had dared cough, not even his majesty who used to employ their services. He did not want to incur the wrath of the most powerful National Prophet Israel had ever seen. Even the 400 priests of the queen's Asherah cult, did not stay back to defend the honour of their colleagues (or their jointly disgraced god and goddess). They scattered in different directions. Afterall, life is for (the) living.

Having disposed of the nuisances, Elijah came back to Mount Carmel and Ahab the king. His majesty was still at the spot he was when the fire touched down.

“Now, go, eat, and drink, because a heavy rain is coming.”  Elijah said to him. So Ahab went off to eat and drink. But the seer climbed to the top of Carmel, bent down to the ground and put his face between his knees and began to pray. He knew that ending a three-year old drought (or any strong situation) required some serious intercession. He remained there, calling that which was not into existence.

It took some time and seven visits, by his servant, in the direction of the sea before reporting a cloud, as small as a man’s hand, as rising up from the sea.

After a short while, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the wind rose and a heavy rain began to fall. The rainmaker tightened his clothes around him and ran all the way to Jezreel, arriving before the royal chariot.

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